Diary Of A Busker Day 198 Monday February 20th Winchester High Street (opposite Vodafone, Time: 1:35-2:45pm). Walking through the Westgate, I can hear the unmistakable thunp, thump/fiddle-de-de sound that can only be from Guy and his folk franchise. And a two minutes later I pass him, at The Buttercross (we nod to each other) and I carry on down to… Read more →
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Diary Of A Busker Day 197
Diary Of A Busker Day 197 Friday February 17th Winchester High Street (opposite O2, Time: 4:40-6:20pm). I head down to my favourite spot these days – the crossroads, but see there’s already someone there. It’s a young lady singer, who is barely audible. In fact I thought it was just someone standing waiting to meet someone until I ws about… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 196
Diary Of A Busker Day 196 Tuesday February 14th Winchester High Street (opposite Vodafone, Time: 2:15-4:50pm). Today is not nearly as cold as it’s been the last two weeks so I’m able to play almost non-stop for over two hours – a rare thing. Before I set up I have a chat with Colin, one of the Incredibly Loud Saxophonists… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 195
Diary Of A Busker Day 195 Friday February 3rd Winchester High Street (opposite Vodafone). Most days when I walk past WH Smiths, there’s a girl I call the Asgard Girl – on account of the placard she holds or rather leans next to her while she’s sitting on the bench reading her book opposite to where I play. Nine… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 192
Diary Of A Busker Day 192 Wednesday January 25th Winchester High Street (opposite Card Factory, Time: 1-2:15pm). The weather has been “bad” the last week so I haven’t been out and it’s another grey day today, but at least it’s dry. I pass a young lady (20s) at The Buttercross, singing into a mic with a small amplifier/backing track –… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 189
Diary Of A Busker Day 189 Thursday January 12th Winchester High Street (opposite Vodafone, Time: 2:35-4:37pm). For my first half hour, I’m largely ignored (these days, no one ever mentions the articles in the Chronicle – and it was only a few months ago. Instant celebrity, especially of the local variety, is a cruel mistress indeed…). When this happens,… Read more →